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Mr. Fu's Wife Reincarnated

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

Li Buyan · 都市
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796 Chs

234: You guess _2

"Mom," Amelia's call rang out from the doorway, and Kallie Rayno's anger subsided as she quickly walked over, looking at Amelia as if she feared her daughter might be at a disadvantage.

Dinner for the Cobb family that night did not go well.

Word of Amelia's confrontation with Yvonne Jones had spread throughout the capital.

Just today, William Cobb had been asked about it by countless people in his office.

His answers consisted of nothing but official statements.

During dinner, the four of them were preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Each had a scale in their hearts.

Weighing the situation before them.

"The whole capital's been buzzing about the Cobb-Robinson Culture Company, Amelia."

William talked to Amelia with a conversational tone.

His voice was carefully measured, as if he was afraid of hurting Amelia with any inappropriate words.

"We can't change what others say," Amelia replied.

"What about your involvement in the negotiation industry ———," William began.